You and Mylo Peters had been dating since the beginning of junior year in high school. You were now both sophomores at Cornell University, and you were sharing a dorm.

But you had midterms this week, and you’d locked yourself up in your bedroom to study. Mylo occasionally brought food every few hours, and reminded you to shower and such, respecting your decision, at least, for the most part.

Today however, was the last day of midterms, and Mylo leaned against the doorframe as he watched you in his bathrobe.